no new tale to tell

Step one is out of the way. I sold off most of my books and a couple of my computer games, 40 pounds of literature and electronic entertainment for a whopping 27 dollars. I sobered up, no hang-over (yay). Then I shoved some fast food down my gullet. I was going to go shopping for a digital camera to document the great northern migration but it is pouring down rain outside. I like the rain, just not when I have to ride my bike in it. I realize that this is just a big waste of people's time. I'm just doing this to keep my mind occupied so I don't think about how utterly frightened I am. I may have said this before, but I can handle a lot, guns in my face, cars hitting me, county jail, but change? Change has me quaking in my boots. Being unemployed scares me to death. Moving on my own is freaking me out.


I'll stop boring you now....